The beauty in having a little one in your life is it forces you to slow down, throw your hands up, and say not this year if you try to become too type A in the planning of all the Christmasing.
So here it is. Not this year. Setting it all aside. There, done.
In three hours from now we'll be waking up to look at the moon, because I'll be long gone before there's anything like this lunar eclipse again. And tomorrow for Winter Solstice I don't plan on turning on any lights except for the Christmas tree and candles. I want to slow down and enjoy this.